And Then My Soul Kisses Me With
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My soul is housed in the nucleus of my brain-
While my physical form rests-
My soul plays a few of hard level games of sudoku-
To prepare for whatever is to happen once the body is no longer permitted sleep-
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The day is in a hurry to weaken the body-
The body feels so far from the four walls it loves most-
The soul must adorn the body with the homes that dwell in its’ compound-
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Loneliness begins to crowd me-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The most belly aching laughs I’ve shared with my family-
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Boredom is sprouting up weeds taller than Kilimanjaro all around me-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The best nights I’ve had with my collectives of friends-
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Dehydration cracks my lips-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The sea waving under my body-
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Silence disables my ears-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The melodies and rhythms of the musically gifted-
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Negativity challenges me to a duel-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The graffiti that lights up the dreariest alley-
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Reality is maiming me-
And then my soul kisses me with-
The reels of a film, the seasons of a series, and the pages of a novel-
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Routine paralyzes me-
And then my soul kisses me with-
A poem
About the Creator
Jada Ferguson
A poet/writer whose ideas/concepts usually come at the most inopportune times. The pull to bring my vision to fruition can be felt in every piece. Really trying my best to be my best.
Creator of #StoopHaikus (soon to be a phenomenon)
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